Happy Father's Day!

Happy Father's Day to our wonderful fathers! Nate and I are both blessed with such wonderful, caring, special dads! I thought I would take some time to reminisce about my dad. I have so many great memories as a child.

One of my most favorite memories of my dad is spending time with him in the coffee shop. You know how police officers love coffee and donuts! My dad and I would go to a donut shop in Grand Haven. He would order his coffee and I would get to order chocolate milk and a chocolate donut. Yummy! My dad and I would sit at the counter on stools and hang out. I miss those days. Just me and my dad! Now when I go over to visit we sit on the deck, admire his lawn, and drink our cup of coffee. No donuts included.

Another favorite memory of mine, even though it was stressful at the time, was practicing my driving with my dad. When I got my permit I was so excited, but I knew that my dad and I would spend hours driving around town and on the back roads. He wanted to make sure I was a great driver before I got my license. I was always so nervous, but I loved having that time alone with my dad. He taught me to look right, look left, look right again. I find myself still staying that to this day. Thanks dad for teaching me to drive!

I have to tell you that my dad is great at yard work. The summer before Nate and I got married he helped us put in a yard. My brother Chad came over to help too and we put rock around our house and filled the yard with grass. I think when my dad retires some day he will own his own lawn care business. He is very gifted at lawn care and I am so glad because I don't know anything about lawn care and he knows that!

My dad is so important to me. He has always been there to help me make those important decisions and I still call him to this day and ask his opinion on things. I know he loves it! My favorite memories now, sitting with my dad and drinking a cup of coffee.

My mom, dad, and me a very long time ago.

Oh the memories of Christmas morning! My dad always holds his gift, shakes it, feels it, shakes it again, and tries to guess what it is. I don't know how he does it, but he is usually always right!

One of my favorite memories of all...dancing with my dad at my wedding. What a special moment the two of us shared. I will always cherish that time together.